"For the last time, miss Taylor, leave me be!" Dr. Thredson said in a raised voice and Rio frowned in utter confusion. "Why are you.." She started to ask him, but without giving the girl a chance to finish her sentence, the doctor talked over her. "No! I have other things on my mind at the moment, I have told you this over and over and you will simply not listen to me."

"You didn't say that at all, we haven't spoken in ages." Rio softly replied, eyeing him up and down. "We won't speak anymore at all. I have other things I need to tend to. Now, if you will be so kind to leave me to my patient." He retorted and gestured at the door. Kit Walker gave Rio a look of empathy, but didn't meddle in their business. Rio knew that Oliver was here to determine if Kit was Bloody Face or not, but she expected a little more of him after all of his promises. It was obvious that helping her no longer served his own interest. Rio nodded and left his office, no longer objecting. Fine, she would deal with this herself.

When Rio wanted to turn to sister Jude for some comfort and solace in these difficult times, she found her out of her robes, all dolled up and ready to go out on the town.

"Sister Jude?" Rio asked her in a surprised tone and the nun sighed in annoyance. "You are not supposed to see me like this." Rio crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the doorpost. "You are going for a drink, aren't you? I guess you don't want the others to know."

"What do you want in return? Your freedom? Fine, run out the door, see if I care." Jude said with a gesture towards the door and for a moment Rio hesitated. But no, what good would that do? If she left here, then how would Tony find her? "I don't want my freedom, at least not my permanent freedom. I want to come with you." This seemed to surprise the nun, but she shrugged. "Fine, follow me." She led the girl to her car and drove the both of them to a bar near the institution. She ordered them a drink and shook her head.

"I renounced spirits. And look at me. I just can't seem to catch him in the act, while I know she is not wrong. There is something wrong with him, he is hiding something!"

"Arden?" Rio asked Jude. "Yes. Arden. He has a hold over the Monsignor. There is something he is not telling me."

"If it matters, I believe you. I've been avoiding him since Anne…since Charlotte accused him of being a nazi."

"Why were you meeting with him in the first place, Rio?" Jude asked her and Rio noticed this was the first time the woman had used her first name.

"He promised to get me back to my own time if I agreed to tell him about the future, help him with his research. I know you don't believe me, but…"

Jude laughed. "I have no reason not to believe you anymore. Why would you lie? Maye you are crazy, but what does it all matter? Tell me a little bit about yourself. I never gave you that chance before. It will distract me from my own failures."

"Oh, I eh…" Rio murmured but cleared her throat after downing her drink, Jude doing the same. What did it all matter indeed? "I am a scientist in my own time, I work for Tony Stark. You'd know him if he lived in this time, he is kind of a big deal. He's not just my boss, we are good friends as well. I'm good friends with his girlfriend as well. I grew up in New York with my parents and sister. But my dad left us when we were young and me and my sister no longer speak. She blames my mother for the divorce and I blame my father. So that kind of explains that.." Rio rambled and Jude frowned, now understanding why it had been painful for her to hear the story the Monsignor came up with to explain her presence to the other inmates.

"Men. Am I right?" Jude asked her before downing another drink and Rio laughed. "Yeah, bastards." She agreed with a chuckle. There were many more drinks after that and to her surprise, Jude found a gentleman to spend the night with. Rio had no idea what to do with herself so she offered to just pass out in the car. In the morning, Jude drove them back to Briarcliff.

Both of them snuck in and bathed themselves and Jude was even able to change back into her robes before the Monsignor ordered the both of them to come to his office. The moment they stepped in they could see how furious he was.

"For heaven sake, what is that expression on your face, Timothy?" Jude asked him with a nervous chuckle. "It seems Briarcliff has become a burden for you." The man stated, a glare in his eyes. He shot Rio a warning look, to make clear she was to wait her turn.

"No, no, we just had a few difficult days but.." Jude answered him but was cut off by him. "Sister, I've contacted father Bernard in Pittsburgh, he just opened a home for wayward girls. I recommended you highly, to run it. You lost your way. You need a new beginning. Your place leaves Friday."

"This is all about doctor Arden, isn't it?" The priest glared. "Doctor Arden is not the issue here!" But now Jude snapped at him. "Doctor Arden is entirely the issue here! He has turned you against me!"

Timothy scoffed. "Pack your things, sister. And you!" He growled as he turned towards Rio. "You are coming with me!" Without awaiting her answer, the Monsignor pulled Rio with him by her arm.

"What the hell are you doing, let me go!" Rio shouted and did her best to pull back. She did not try very hard, since her curiosity got the better of her as always.

"Going off with sister Jude, hmm? Meeting men behind my back? I will show you, missy. You were supposed to show up for our meeting and instead you went out!" He growled and threw Rio inside of an empty room, the only object inside being a chair. Not a normal chair, but one they used to restraint their patients. The chair was adjustable, so patients could sit upright, but also be forced to lay down. Timothy made her sit down and strapped her into the restraints. Then he ripped open her dress and got out his rosary beads. Rio was a panting, squirming mess by now.

"Did you give yourself away, hmm?" Timothy demanded to know and before Rio could even attempt to answer, he hit her across the body with his rosary, causing the girl to gasp. The wooden little circles left welts on her skin and hurt more than she expected. At the same time, it hurt in all the right ways and Rio bit her lip while enjoying the stinging feeling that remained once the pain subsided.

"Did you? Answer me!" The priest growled and hit her again, across her breasts this time. Rio arched her back to lean into the beads and grinned. "I told you that you would snap. What set it off? Sister Jude's adventure? Or because you found out she was right about doctor Arden?"

Timothy grabbed her throat and squeezed it, bringing his face close to hers. "She is not right about doctor Arden." He hissed, which only made Rio grin more. "Come on, take it out on me, you know you want to."

The priest narrowed his eyes at the girl first but soon undid the straps on her legs, causing Rio's excitement to deflate a little. But instead of undoing the straps on her arms, he hooked his arm under her legs and lifted them, exposing her backside to him. Rio blushed when she found herself in this position.

"Wha..what are you doing?"

Now Timothy was the one to grin at her.

"Taking it out on you."

And he hit her with his rosary again, over the sensitive skin of her buttocks. Rio cried out in pleasure pain, but wasn't given a moment of rest. He hit her again, and again and again.

"This. Institution. Is. Mine. Mine! Mine!" He yelled, emphasizing every word with a slap on her backside with the rosary. Rio suspected that he wasn't talking about Briarcliff anymore at this point. Something inside of her snapped, let go of the last bit of decency that she had left inside of her. Remembering sister Jude's words 'what does it all matter?'

"Just fuck me already! It's not like you don't want to." Rio egged him on and Timothy instantly dropped her legs, adjusting the chair so that the part that her legs rested on was lowered. Now he could stand between her legs without anything being in way, so that's what he did, pushing her legs open.

"Wait.." Rio panted, again squirming in her seat. "Put them back first…the straps, on my feet. I want to be helpless when you fuck me. Please?" She begged him and with a growl, he obliged. Firs the ripped her panties off and stuffed them in her mouth, leaning down to put the straps back on her feet.

"Is this helpless enough for you? Are you dirty enough like this? Thrown at my mercy and even worse, begging me for it?" Timothy mused, showing much more patience than Rio would like all of a sudden. Her cheeks were a bright shade of red, very aware of the fabric that was stuffed into her mouth. She could smell her own scent on them and it made the want for pleasure even stronger. Once the straps were back on her feet, he came back up and pinched her nipples, rubbing the hardening nubs with his thumb once Rio squealed in pain.

"Look at you, so needy. What if I touch you here?" The Monsignor murmured and dipped a finger between her folds, wiggling it a bit. Rio was close to crying in desperation now and she lifted her lower body, attempting to ride that finger to a peak. Timothy just laughed and yanked the torn fabric from the girls mouth. "Beg me. Tell me you want me. Tell me you need me, crave me." He ordered her and Rio whimpered in need. "Please…please..I-I want you to fuck me, I need you, I crave you, please." The girl babbled and did her best to spread her legs for him, despite her restraints. The Monsignor brought his finger up and licked it, taking in her taste.

Once he did, there was a change in him. It was as if tasting her straight from the source was the last push he needed and so he opened his trousers and exposed himself to her. She only had a few moments to revel in it, as he positioned himself in front of her and thrusted himself inside. It felt like a revelation, an epiphany even, to finally feel the man inside of her she had been lusting after for weeks. He wasted no time and thrusted in and out at a rapid pace without giving her any time to adjust to his size.

"I am a man of god! You are taking my purity, you heathen witch!" He yelled at her and pushed her legs even further apart, bruising her inner thighs with his pace and force. "And you fucking love it, don't ya? Fuck me, take me!" Rio cried out and felt her walls tighten up around his punishing cock in an incredible intense orgasm. As Timothy felt this, it sent him right over the edge as well and with a final strangled moan, he spilled himself inside of the girl. He collapsed on top of her, laying on her chest as he panted to calm himself down again. Rio just laid there, basking in the pleasure she had waited on for so long already and loving how badly her body stung. With a whimper, the Monsignor caught a nipple in his mouth and started to assault it with his teeth and tongue. Rio squirmed, trashed and whimpered, since the pleasure both felt good and drove her crazy. His fingers found that bundle of nerves between her folds and began to tease it until the girl peaked again, weakly twitching underneath him as her walls tightened up around his cock again.

"You do not even try to resist, dirty girl." He chastised her and Rio laughed weakly. "Oh, just stop it already, drop the act. You've been wanting to do this since I came here. I know I have. Let's get cleaned up, get something to drink, hm?" She asked with a hoarse voice but the Monsignor just smirked at her, grabbing her face. He brought his own close and licked over her lips. "You think we are done. But there is more I need to take out on you. You're going to be here for a while."

Timothy was a man of his word, that much Rio had to admit. She had no idea how long he had kept her in that little room, but it time stopped existing at some point. He played with her body until he found himself erect once more and managed to make her beg for him over and over. After his lust and rage finally died down, he had released her from her restraints and took off without another word.

"How am I supposed to leave?" Rio asked herself exasperated, when she looked at her torn dress. He had left here without any other form of clothing. Not very gentleman-like. The moment she decided to just run out to the hallway, towards her room, a bed was brought in. Sister Mary Eunice was the one pushing it inside, around the chair that Rio had been on moments earlier.

"Well, miss Taylor, look at you. All messed up. Finally found someone willing to dirty themselves on you? Who was the lucky bastard?" She asked her in the belittling tone she loved to use but her face fell when she stared at the girl. She knew. She knew Rio and the Monsignor finally caved on each other. And she did not like it. Rio swallowed hard and looked at the person in the bed.

"Lana…what is Lana doing here? What's going on?" She asked the nun. "Miss Winters escaped and found herself in a very nasty car crash. Luckily she was found and brought back." Mary Eunice told her and tended to the woman in the bed once she had woken up. Lana jumped out of bed. "Doctor Thredson! He is a murderer! He kidnapped me and he killed Wendy, he is Bloody Face!" She told the nun and Rio and Rio felt her blood run cold.

Was the man she kissed and clung to really a serial killer?